Mr. Conjure by S.A. Hunter

Author:S.A. Hunter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S.A. Hunter
Published: 2017-11-02T21:33:25+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Tag, You're It

Rachel fell asleep while Mary kept watch. She had no trouble staying awake. All she had to do was imagine the Shadowman, and her body would go on high alert. She’d hid it from the others, but the Shadowman scared her more than any ghost she’d ever encountered, and she had no idea what they were. She didn’t know where they came from. She didn’t why they existed. She’d hoped to never cross paths with one again, but here she was sitting with all the lights on, afraid of the dark. Were they more common than she’d thought? Were they all over the world, hiding in the shadows and creeping out to siphon life force from sleeping humans? It’d be so easy for them to go around undetected. There could be thousands, even millions and no one would know. Thinking these thoughts made it very easy for Mary to stay awake. Too easy. When four o’clock came, she woke Eddie to take over, but when she lay down to sleep, she found herself staring up at the ceiling still, unable to close her eyes. Any flicker of movement caught her attention. She had to make herself close her eyes and breathe deeply, but her sleep wasn’t restful, and she woke at eight groggy and grumpy.

“So what is our course of action for today?” Eddie asked.

Mary frowned as she deciphered his question. “We go to my house and get the anchors and the athame. We take them to the house, corner the Shadowman, and get stabby.”

“Sounds simple,” Eddie said cautiously.

“Do you have a better plan?”

“No, simple is good.”

Rachel drove them to Mary’s house. Taryn and Kyle were there waiting for them. Mary gave the house a suspicious look. Something didn’t seem right. She unlocked the door cautiously.

“Harvey, I’m home—”

“Put her in the shed. Just put her in the shed. I can’t take it. This is not what I signed up for when I died.”

Mary looked around the kitchen. The counters were dirty and a two-liter soda sat on the table.

“Do you have any Mentos?”

“Uh, no, and none are ever coming into this house now.”

“But it’s so cool! I saw what happens on TV. I want to try it.”

“Not in the house.”

“That’s okay. The ceiling’s probably too low, anyway.”

“What else have you been up to?”

“When she wasn’t watching television, she was trying to imitate anything she saw on it. I’ve never hated cable television more than last night.”

Mary was silently glad she hadn’t shown Ghost Mary YouTube. She might have tried to heat up a knife to red hot and see what it could cut through or tried microwaving a glow stick or doing the millions of other things that you shouldn’t try at home. “Well, Rachel figured out that Mr. Conjure is actually a Shadowman. We’re headed back over there to kill it. I want you both to come with us.”

“No, I’m not going back.”

“You aren’t staying here by yourself.”

“You can’t make me.”

“Mary, if you don’t go with us, I’m putting you in the shed.

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